I write a lot of poems, but here's my favourite...it's about my German teacher, entitled
Mein Deutsche Leher: He teaches me a lesson
While class is in session
I crack jokes and make fun of him just to hide
The ever true feelings I hold inside
Whenever I see him my heart skips a beat
I can't take my eyes off him as I take my seat
Many may laugh and many make fun
But my love for him feels like he is the one
Alas, he loves me not, which it'd be kind of weird if he did
For he is a man, and I'm but a kid
But I will still listen to him as if he's my preacher
Because I love him
My German Teacher...
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You dont tug on supermans cape,you dont spit in the wind, you don't pull
the mask off an old lone ranger, and you don't mess around w Jim